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Chapter 0195 Tang Yu's Chaoyang

"Brother Sheng, everything you want has been prepared for you."

Xu Da, who was once a little kid, actually became famous because he wrote two articles criticizing Han Lan when he first debuted?

Later, he secretly took a photo of Han Lan downstairs in Tangyu Building, and then relied on this photo to identify the person who was fighting in the bar as Han Lan, which allowed him to successfully earn enough initial capital and start a business alone. Recruit paparazzi, recruit

The water army got mixed up in entertainment news.

Later, relying on the navy business, he took on many orders from black Han Lan, and his business grew bigger and bigger, and now he is the big boss behind the paparazzi group.

But the order he took today had nothing to do with Han Lan.

Wang Sheng took the file bag he handed over, opened it and took a look. Inside was a stack of photos, including Zhou Wen's photos.

"Brother Sheng, this is only a small part. I also have a video there, but it's a bit big... Tsk, think about it, why don't you give me your email address, and when the balance is settled, I'll go through a little trouble and send it together with the photos.

?" Xu Da hinted with a smile.

"No, this is double the money." Wang Sheng put a check into the file bag and handed it back to him: "You found these things, you can handle them yourself."

"When will it be processed?"

"Old Xu, I'm not involved in this matter. I don't know. I just dropped a check tonight. Don't ask me about your affairs."

Wang Sheng waved his hand, turned around and got in the car.

Xu Da watched him leave, was silent for a moment, and went back with the file bag.

"It's such a damn trouble, but fortunately the money given is enough..."

When will it be processed?

Of course, it should be dealt with at the most fatal time.





"Hey, oh, oh, oh, how much do you think we made from the concert last night?"

Early in the morning, while Han Lan was eating breakfast, she heard Han Yiping shouting.

"How much?" Han Lan picked up a simple sandwich for herself and stuffed it into her mouth.

Han Yiping excitedly gestured "two".

"Twenty million?" Han Lan reported the number calmly.

Han Yiping was slightly startled: "How did you guess that?"

Han Lan rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Han Yiping continued excitedly: "This is just the profit from the tickets! There are almost 20 million from the surrounding products! In addition, the income from the live broadcast platform and the music platform have not yet been settled, but I estimate that this concert will

At least our company can earn 50 million!"

"So many?" Han Lan was a little surprised.

"What do you think? It's a concert with 50,000 people! And it's hosted by us. We mainly just rent a venue. But we probably won't be able to hold future concerts this big, but as long as the attendance rate is this high,

After a nationwide tour, your investment in the movie will be earned back!"

Han Yiping smiled happily, then approached Han Lan and asked, "Hey, son, do you think we will hold a few concerts for you sometime?"

"Me?" Han Lan drank a glass of milk and hesitated, "Let's wait for the right time."

Han Yiping thought for a while and nodded: "Indeed, at least we have to wait until Xia Ningxuan is settled before we come back. It may be a bit difficult for our company to hold your two concerts at the same time..."

"Yeah." Han Lan had no objection.

Han Yiping asked again: "The next concert is in Yanjing, will you go? There is no need to bring new songs, just sing these few songs."

"Well. I'm full. I'm going to practice singing first." Han Lan drank the last sip of milk, wiped her mouth and went out.

Han Yiping was a little confused: "Practice singing?"



In the following period, Han Lan seemed to have returned to the life of a trainee, practicing dancing in the practice room every day, but she still spent more time practicing singing and singing skills.

Tomahawk Entertainment currently only has five trainees from "Xia". Seeing that Han Lan is already the most popular youngster in the country and still insists on practicing like them every day, I feel inspired and they all shout to Lan.

Brother, learn from Brother Lan!

Han Yiping didn't know what he wanted to do recently, but it wasn't anything bad anyway, so he just let him go.



Tickets for the Yanjing concert have already started to be sold. With the promotion of the Magic City concert, Xia Ningxuan's tickets were naturally sold out as soon as they went on sale.

The ticket sales situation for Zhou Wen's concert was a bit bleak. Even though they had lowered the ticket price this time on the pretext of "commemorating the first concert held in the Imperial Capital that year", there were still few people buying it.

Even private scalpers don't want to rob it. If they can't sell it, why don't they throw it away? They are not stupid.

Music Emperor's think tank has already begun to discuss countermeasures. This is not the way to go! This is only the second concert. If we really go all out like this, Music Emperor will lose at least 100 million!

The capital chain is already very tight. If we lose money again, the capital chain will be broken!

Of course, the music king can also choose to end the concert tour early. Well... a nationwide concert tour with only two concerts will probably go down in history.





Today, Lin'an City has clear skies and bright sunshine.

Liu Rong was very diligent. He stood in front of the office's panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows with a glass of red wine and looked into the distance early in the morning.

"The scenery from high places is something I never tire of..."

"By the way, Xiao Xu, Zhou Wen's second concert is about to start, right? Why didn't you receive the invitation?"

"..." Assistant Xu.

"Go and contact them. Did one of your little secretaries miss our invitation letter?"

"Director Liu, all the Tang Yu boys who came to our house last time were kicked out early, so we can't be invited again this time, right?" Assistant Xu reminded with a wry smile.

Liu Rong shook the red wine glass and looked into the distance with deep eyes: "Xiao Xu, your level is still not enough. Do you think they invited those three singers just to get a guest singer?"

"Hmph, go ask them, do they look down on me, Liu Rong? Do they look down on us, Tang Entertainment and Shuangmu Entertainment?"

Assistant Xu's eyes lit up: "I understand, Director Liu!"

"Well, step back."

Liu Rong looked at the sun that had already risen above the horizon and was still rising. He felt very much like Tang Yu now. After a long night, the sun finally came.

"Oh, Dad, I finally understand how difficult it is for you to stand in this position. Very few people can understand the loneliness of the king..."

"By the way, the Le Emperor's financial chain is about to be broken, right? Hum, these old foxes are all gathered around to watch the show, are they ready to wait for the Le Emperor to fall and go up to carve up the Le Emperor's body? But they will never think that I

I will give the Emperor a hand at this time!"

"Dad, do you think if I propose financing to Lehuang, will they agree?"

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was lightning and thunder in the clear sky, and heavy rain poured down.

"Hahaha……"

"Han Yiping, you didn't expect that, did you? Hahaha..."
Chapter completed!
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